CHHEEZEERSSSSSSSSSSSSS :D

Tristan, unsure if Pj was joking or not, decided to play it safe. "Don't cry, Peej! She was in here already, so obviously she knows how to survive.."

PJ, only half-joking, dramatically set his head on Tristan's shoulder. "Tristan," he whispered after a moment or two. "Hey, Tristan. Want a kiss?"

((May or may not be what you think it is.))

"A-A what?" Tristan, of course, blushed pink, and stared at him. "You-you feeling okay?" he asked.

"A kiss!" PJ sat up and reached into his front pocket, searching. "What's the matter?"

"Nothing...!" He tried straighten himself out, and coughed as well. "What are you doing?"

"Feeling around!" With that probably-dirty-sounding remark, he pulled something out. "There we are!" PJ opened his hand and offered Tristan two teardrop shaped, foil wrapped chocolate candies. "I remembered someone gave them to me! I guess she forgot I can't eat chocolate, hehe! You want them?"

Tristan, feeling suddenly very foolish, took them and walked a few paces away. "yeah.." he unfoiled one, ignoring the melted chocolate, and plopped it into his mouth.

"Where ya going? And you're welcome, silly!" PJ snorted. Cuteness alert, y'all.
Clem came rushing back up with a backpack on her back. "Hey, lil' one!" PJ called in a fatherly tone of voice. "What'cha got there?"
"My things. You're getting me out of here, right?"
"We'll certainly try! I'll even stay behind if I have to!"
At that, Clem smiled.

Tristan ate the other one, before turning back at the sound of Clem's voice. "See Pj, told you she'd come back, safe and sound."

"Yeah!" PJ grinned and nodded, standing up straight. Clementine skip-ran over to Tristan, took his hand, and started to lead them along. "I know how to get out! I'm just not tall enough." PJ followed behind them. "Your face is pink," Clem observed quietly, looking up at Tristan.

"Tall enough..?" he wondered as she lead them. Tristan almost stopped at her comment, however, and tried not to blush even more when he realized PJ almost had bumped into him. "Its hot outside."

"Yeah. You'll see what I mean when we get there!" Clem pauses to giggle a bit, giving Tristan a sarcastic smirk. "Yeah? Because I think it's pretty cool, with all the mist and all." She was right.
It was pretty cool.
"Yoooooou weeeeerrrrreee bluuushing!" she sang in a whisper.
PJ had no idea what was going on because he was humming 'Zip-Ah-Dee-Doo-Dah' and watching his feet as he walked.

"I was NOT!" Tristan scolded, trying to look as non-guilty as possible. So, of course, he was smiling wide and his face was a tomato. "You guys are just crazy. deffienently hot in here. look im sweating." and boy, was he.

"Mhmmmmmm," Clementine said sarcastically, nodding. "I thiiiiink yoooooou like the greeeeen eyed boooooy." She had forgotten his name for a moment, but she remembered it had a P in it, at least. "I found a romance novel on one of the Walkers and I have studied it for the past few months! I know these things!" She put one hand on her hip.

"Sure you dooo kid.." Tristan decided to try and make her second guess herself instead of trying to lie. "Besides, of course i do. He's my best friend. duh."

(tristan is really going to get into an arguement with a little girl, isnt he.. XD)

((Yes.
Accept the crush, Tristan.
Accept it.))

"Nuh-uh!" Clementine responded, shaking her head. "Like the"-she made a kissy face-"kind!"

Tristan tried desperately to shove his hand into her face. "Shut up, little brat..!"

Clem responded by screaming, which caused PJ to look up, scoop her up, and get her at least five feet away from Tristan. "What are you doing?!" he asked, seeming to be disappointed in Tristan.

"N-nothing! we were just playing, right clem!?" he gave a shaky laugh, hoping that she'd go along with it.